In a world where you're all alone and you get sick.
When you're boyfriend flies back to his home and suddenly out of nowhere you start vomiting for 4 hours straight and you have a temperature of 101.5 and your back hurts and you can't even speak on the phone and getting up to get some water takes all of your energy, you realize how much it sucks to be sick and alone.
In a world where I was sick just yesterday, I'd have my boyfriend go on Ravelry for me and tell me what all my friends are up to. I'd have him get me water and make the strawberry jam I was hoping to make yesterday. I would have him scan all my important documents for the fire safe box I just bought and pack for Buffalo and Puerto Rico. I would have him take out the garbage (which I did in my pjs, without glasses and my hair a mess) and had him make me toast. I would have had him connect Netflix to our TV upstairs so I wouldn't have to use my computer that goes dim every 5 minutes. I would have had him make me a bath that never gets cold and then carry me to said warm bath. I would have had him get my wallet, phone, ipod and other various things that were all downstairs when I wanted them to be upstairs with me in the bed. I would've liked my hair combed, my back rubbed and my teeth brushed. In this world where I was alone while I was sick, I carried on just fine but it would've been a heck of a lot easier if he was here.